Creampie Souvenir Not Found in Giftshop

Vacation rule #1: never waste a private cabana. He started with small talk on the beach — by the afternoon he was following me up to my room. I rode his face, then rode his dick right on my personal private balcony, stretched out on the lounge chair in the ocean breeze. He finished deep in me from behind. Some souvenirs you can’t buy in the gift shop.